C

I know it wasn't right what happened.
But it did.
And I can't stop thinking about it.
About how much I miss you and love you.
About how much I don't like your girlfriend.
About how wrong she is for you.
About how wrong we would be together... but how right we would be too.
confusion is tearing me to pieces.
it's not your fault, it's not my fault.
your touch is intoxicating, addicting, wonderful
I miss you.
I miss your arms wrapped around me, and not noticing the temperature around us because I'm with you. You can make me smile and laugh no matter what. You help me relax. When I'm with you I feel... incredible. I love the way you make me feel, and I love knowing that I make you feel something for me too. And I know, deep down, that that is wrong... because of her. God help me.